We used to celebrate the Feast of Thankfulness over here too, but Cromwell put pay to all that. But it was violent, and crazed, so I’m kinda okay with it.
Still, in solidarity with our US brethren – or to spoil their whole day for them, depending on how you view stories featuring creepy little kids – Clarion have kindly allowed me to post up Thankless, my Thanksgiving story from Season of the Macabre, free and gratis for the next 24 hours or so.
It’s not cruel or kind. It’s just food. You gotta start understanding that. It’s all food. Food for him, food for us, food for the worms. That’s how she turns, this ol’ world.
You can read it in the stories section, or jump straight to it from this link.
Share it with anyone you think appreciates the dark meat.